AGAIN I don't own avatar. *sigh* Nor do I own E-bay, Hello Kitty, or the word karaoke. I do own my guppies Cobra and Bubbles, my laptop, and my barely existent dignity.

As they made their way to Science, the girls chatted about the mysteries of high school. Primarily, boys.

"I hope they're all cute this year, I wouldn't enjoy spending another year with scrawny guys ." Song stated

"Now, let's not forget about the muscular idiots we've dealt with. We must give them credit for their extreme stupidity." Song chuckled at her remark.

"I mean, all muscle is okay but an intelligent , sensitive guy isn't half bad either."

"I guess. The perfect guy, no such thing." Sometimes, Katara dreamt that the perfect guy would sweep her off her feet, listen to her problems, and fail miserably at solving them. She knew no guy like that existed, but she could dream, couldn't she?

"If only we could order one on E-Bay."

"What?" Katara stopped in her tracks.

"I said, it would be easier to find the perfect guy if they sold them on E-Bay."

"How do you even come up with this stuff?"

"Sweetie, even I can't figure that out." Sometimes, Song was strange. Extremely strange.

"Ok then. It's nine to eight. We should get to Mr. Piandao's class." Katara sighed. " He's nice, but the guy is kind of strange in my opinion."

"Why," Song questioned "he seems cool. I heard he's a part time fencing teacher."

"The fencing is cool, but he loves Sokka. I think they fence together. Other than that, I honestly don't know any other teacher who enjoys his company."

"Oh well, not your problem. Right now, the problem is finding room 108." Katara sighed. She knew her friend was right.

When the girls finally made their way to room 108, they made their way inside. As Katara and Song sat down, she scanned her timetable.

P1: Science Mr. Piandao 108

P2: Dance Mrs. Joo Dee 608

P3 US History Mrs. Wu 306

P4 English Mr. Jeong Jeong 107

P5 Debate Mrs. Jun 200

P6 Advanced Geometry Mr. Pakku 403

"Song, can I see your time table?" She was curious about her electives.

"Sure!"

The girls switched time tables.

"Cool, we have dance together!" She paused. "What the hell?"

"What? Are you okay?"

"What in the name of Hello Kitty is the Smokin' Hotties Society? Is this a strange typo or something?"

"No! It's a club completely dedicated to appreciating hot guys. Whoever dates the guy of the year first becomes the leader of the club. Then the cycle repeats itself over again."

"I knew you were weird, but seriously? A club dedicated to dating the most current 'hottie'?" She used air quotes. It seemed to fit the situation.

"Yep! If I get lucky, I'll snag a hottie !" Katara gave a giggling Song a strange look. She didn't know her friend wanted a boyfriend that bad.

"What ever." She rolled her eyes. Song could be ridiculous, whether she expected it or not.

After twenty minutes, Katara calmed down. The teacher didn't seem that bad. Turns out, Mr. Piandao was a pretty cool dude. He didn't overload the class with homework or scream at them for having dirty fingernails. In fact, he allowed the students to chat at the end of the period.

"So, Song. Why do you like the Smoking, um..., you know." Katara could barely recite the club's name without blushing.

" Oh, you mean the Smokin' Hotties Society? I thought you knew. I don't want to stay single all my life, and friendly competition is a great motivator."

"There's nothing wrong with being single, Song. Be proud of it!

"Easy for you to say." Song remarked. She hadn't meant for her words to sound nasty, but that's how they had come out.

"Is that so? What makes you think that?" she spat. Katara didn't appreciate Song's tone.

"I mean, where ever you go, there's a boy drooling over you. Even while you have Jet, your neighbor, Aang still drools around you. You're a guy magnet, and I'm just the best friend that no one knows." Song paused, knowing that Katara would deny this in three,...two,...one...

"NO! I mean, no! I'm not a guy magnet! I'm not that pretty anyway! I envy your good looks! You're have that girl next door charm! Everyone loves you Song! " Katara just kept rambling out compliments, it was irritating Song.

"Katara, face it. I'm not pretty, you are. Besides, if I was pretty, I would have a boyfriend by now." Song woefully sighed. Katara hadn't made any convincing points, nor did she expect her to.

Her comment was met with a heart stopping silence. When the girls heard the bell ring, they silently made their way to their dance class.